Due to the situation with my legs, particularly my left leg, I haven't been able to go jogging since Monday and it's driving me rather stir crazy not being able to do so. My friends keep on asking me how my training is going for my half marathon and, honestly, it's not up to par with where it should be, could be, and would be if I wasn't having to nurse my legs.
I think I'm more afraid of getting old and not being able to do what I love than actually dying. As strange as that may seem, it is true. I've always prided myself on my excellent health and very active lifestyle, so sitting out from training because of a questionable situation with my legs is very discouraging. I wasn't able to get in my weekly long run tonight, doctor's orders, but I can't promise I won't get in a long run before the weekend is over.
Snickers has been very encouraging and I know he means well when he continually tries to get me to stay home from work because of my legs but to stay home would just break me. I'd be stuck at home, thinking about how I could be boxing, could be training, could be being productive with my time instead of drowning in my frustrations about my legs. I am currently taking medication for my legs, first meds in many years. Snickers thinks I'm more upset about having to take medication than the actual situation with my legs and he's right. He keeps on telling me to use this forced time off from training to learn how to relax and give my body a rest. I do give my body a rest though, it may not be a long rest but it's a rest. I do love my training though and I am surely not someone to sit around waiting for time to pass.
In addition to popping two pills three times a day, I also get daily legs massages and starting Monday I'll be starting acupuncture. I bought this little green hand-rolley massage thing that allows me to simply massage my legs myself but I must admit that I often ask Snickers to help me out. Nothing beats a the hands of a good looking strong man.
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